Revealing Clothes

Blurb: When Lena witnessed her parents' brutal murder by the pack's Beta, her life changed forever. Fleeing under her mother’s last warning, Lena escapes her pack with the Beta’s lies of betrayal haunting her footsteps. Cursed to be without a wolf, and prophesied to bring ruin, Lena loses her memory in a vicious attack and awakens in a new pack, unaware of the power she carries within. Taken in by a rival Alpha as a servant, Lena catches the disdainful eye of his arrogant son. But fate binds their souls, igniting a dangerous passion on the night of their mating ceremony. Yet another twist emerges, her mate’s troubled stepbrother is also bound to her, sparking an intense rivalry for her heart. As Lena battles jealousy, political deception, and deadly secrets, fragments of her past begin to resurface, revealing an inheritance of power that could unite or destroy them all. With love, revenge, and destiny tangled at every turn, Lena must decide between vengeance for her parents and the love of two rival Alpha heirs, all while preparing for the war that awaits when the truth about her origins finally comes to light.

The day I died, the baby in my womb was only five months old. In that final phone call, my father, John Harlow, the godfather of the Harlow family, spoke with a voice as icy as a loaded gun. "A married woman belongs to her husband's family, even in death." When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I had been placed under house arrest. He was circling my college application with a red pen. "Girls who study art are easier to marry off." In front of him, I tore the family's marriage alliance files into pieces. "I'm going to Camford University. I'm studying Computer Science." He sprang to his feet so suddenly that his finger nearly jabbed my face, his sleeve cuff revealing the family crest tattoo. "If you dare defy me, don't ever regard me as godfather." I smiled. "Exactly what I want." Meeting his stunned gaze, I spoke each word deliberately. "The name Harlow. I have long stopped wanting it."

I heard a small "come in" from the other end. Grabbing the knob, I twist it before pushing the door open. My eyes widened as I saw the scene unfold in front of me. Xavier stood there in the room along with a woman whose brown hair ruffled all over the place. Her blood-red lipstick was smudged. She was dressed in a revealing top. Her breast almost spilling out of her dress and extra tight and small skirt as if she'd just come from some club, her arms crossed and her features amused. She looked strangely familiar for some reason, and it took me a while to identify her, but I did. She was the same woman I had bumped into on the market. My eyes swiftly turned to Xavier. He was dressed in a suit identical to the one Xavier wore with the top few buttons open. What caught my eyes the most was the lipstick stain on his neck identical to the one the woman had on. My heart slumped in deep dejection. It wasn't any science- rocket to know what had occurred here before my arrival.

The legendary, all-powerful Goddess of War passed away and was reborn as a helpless and oppressed young woman who was a pushover. She had a despicable father and a scumbag fiancé who later broke off their engagement because of a pretentious bitch.She had a bad reputation and was often bullied.The reincarnated Sienna bore the title as a ‘good-for-nothing’ all the way without revealing her identity. She allegedly could not do anything, but actually...She was the unrivaled racing goddess, the brilliant doctor with superb medical skills, the best actress, the top hacker, and also the Goddess of War who had conquered countless powerhouses!Sienna only wanted to take revenge and get back at the people who had wronged her, but unexpectedly, a frail and weak rich man started showing interest in her and approaching her in all kinds of ways!She only accepted his approaches reluctantly because of his pitifully brief life.However, Sienna found out later that this man was not as simple as she had thought. It turned out that he was also an incredible man who had a lot of aces up his sleeves!What about his alleged brief life? Hah! He was a villain who would never die!

You... you did say you'd pay me 1,000€ euros for an hour, right?" she asked. "Yes, Allysa, I confirm that's what I said," he replied with a big smile. Allysa lay down on the bed, and the second man approached her. She thought she should be wary, but strangely, the man inspired confidence. "Now, you're going to have to take off your clothes," he said in his soft, warm voice... There are encounters that turn a life upside down, moments when fate knocks at the door with disconcerting brutality. Allysa Moreau never imagined that losing her virginity for 1,000€ euros in a sordid basement would lead her to cross paths with Paolo Mancini, a billionaire and mafioso whose empire extended far beyond her comprehension. Driven from her apartment, desperate and confronted with the relentless reality of poverty, Allysa had made a decision she could never forget. She had sold herself, not for pleasure at first, but as events unfolded, she developed a taste for it, and to prove herself right, she told herself it was for survival. For Paolo, this story was not trivial. Allysa had his youthful features and palpable innocence, a curiosity in a world where everyone wore masks. Their story was not meant to exist. A mafia billionaire and a homeless teenager had nothing in common. But in a world where rules are meant to be broken, Allysa and Paolo would discover that chance doesn't exist. Desire, fear, and secrets would forge bonds.

On my wedding day, my sister was drugged by my fiancé's best friend and viciously assaulted by a group of groomsmen. When she came to, the shame and horror drove her to leap to her death, her broken body crumpling at my feet. Herbert Brady shielded my eyes from the grisly sight, vowing to make things right. But when the truth came out that Lori Reilly was behind it, he smashed my phone to keep me from calling the police. Lori shrugged with mock innocence. "The guys were just messing around. So what if they tore her clothes off? I've been half-naked around them plenty of times. Why was she so fragile?" She slung her arm around Herbert's neck, whining, "I told you not to marry some broke nobody. Poor people have such brittle pride. Look at the mess Mona has made." When I demanded justice, Herbert stayed cool, sliding a Centurion card across the table. "Ten million dollars. Enough to buy your silence? Lori is one of us, part of the city's elite inner circle. Push your luck, and you're making enemies of everyone who runs this town. Come on, it was just a wedding prank gone wrong." I seized the car and snapped it like a twig. Ten million dollars? To buy the life of the Woodard family's cherished heiress?

In the final stages of a terminal illness, my family abandoned me and threw me into a horror game. [Another one here to die. I bet she won't last the first night.] [Just listen to that cough. I'm scared she'll die right inside my phone.] On the first night, the head nurse made her rounds, prepared to execute any player whose heartbeat was abnormal. My heartbeat remained steady only because my body was too weak to fluctuate—and I even helped her sew up the tear in her uniform. "Miss, your clothes are torn. You'll get cold. If I mend it for you, you won't be cold anymore." On the second night, the surgeon swung his scalpel, determined to cut away anything imperfect. I handed him a wrist guard I'd made myself, watching his trembling hands. "Doctor, your talent shouldn't be buried by pain." … On the final day, the ultimate Boss gave me a choice: leave with a healthy body, or stay and perish with these strange beings. Back in the real world, the parents who had abandoned me were suddenly in tears, begging me to come home and split the money. I smiled and said to the creatures inside the instance, "I choose to trade my life… for a home for all of you." The next second, a burst of golden light erupted from the system. [Congratulations, player. You have triggered the one and only hidden ending—Divine Redemption.]

It's my first time going on a trip with my boyfriend. I overhear him on the phone with his friend as they discuss how he's going to deflower me. "Grayson, you should be able to have your way with Summer this time, right?" "Don't even talk about that. She's so conservative—I've said and done everything, yet she refuses to budge!" I lower my hand instead of knocking on the door. I stand outside the room and listen as he continues. "Come off it. We've given you so many ideas in the group chat, haven't we? Have none of them worked? And didn't you guys get a room yesterday? You should've just brought sedatives. Think about how easy it would've been if you could've just knocked her out!" Grayson Hale snaps, "I forgot, alright? Besides, who would've known there'd be two beds in the room? She insisted on sleeping separately, too. I sneaked onto her bed in the middle of the night when I saw she was asleep. She woke up just as I was about to take off her clothes and kicked me off!" My blood runs cold. My hands tremble as I reply to my boss' message. "I accept headquarter's decision to transfer me."

"The cold-hearted CEO who scares everyone is afraid of losing me?" Grace uttered, her gaze lingering on Evelyn's lips. "Yes, I'm. You don't need to continue your job, you can join my company, Grace." Evelyn cupped her cheeks, slowly taking her lips into a sensual and passionate kiss, pouring all her feelings and love into that kiss. Grace shortly responded to her kiss. "Pearl... That's what they... call me," she moaned loudly when Evelyn unfastened the hook of her bra and caressed her breasts while showering hot kisses all over her shoulders and breasts. "You're my Grace, only mine," Evelyn said between the kisses and pulled that little black panty off her body which was hardly covering her ass. Grace couldn't protest the desires and gave in. The tiny pieces of clothes were the costume of Grace, she was a hot and sexy pole dancer who was famous as 'Pearl'. The way she moved around the pole so skillfully, always made Evelyn feel wet and hot. Until this night, she never dared to come to Grace's room but tonight she was drunk and she wanted nothing but Grace. Maybe after one night with this pole dancer, she would be able to pull her off her mind. It was just a one-night stand for Evelyn but what will happen when she'll offer a job to Grace to become her private dancer?

Nagtaksil sa akin ang taong pinili kong mahalin—ang aking asawa—at ang matalik kong kaibigan. Sinasabi ng lahat, ngunit nagbulag-bulagan ako. Pinili kong manahimik at maniwala sa kasinungalingan. Ang katigasan ng ulo kong iyon ang naging kapalit ng aking buhay. At sa huli, inangkin nila ang lahat ng aking pinaghirapan at iniwan. Ngunit hindi doon nagtapos ang aking kwento. Binigyan ako ng tadhana ng panibagong buhay—isang pagkakataong wala na ang dating saya, ngunit puno ng iisang layunin: paghihiganti. Sa bagong buhay na ito, mas pinili kong lapitan ang kanyang pinsan—isang ruthless businessman. Mas pinili kong danasin kung ano man ang bago kong kapalaran sa kamay ng kanyang pinsan na iniiwasan niyang maging katunggali sa anumang bagay. "What are you doing with my condoms?" "Bakit ka nandito? Akala ko ba ayaw mong makisama sa akin sa iisang kwarto? Saka pwede ba, magdamit ka!" “It’s my room, so I can do whatever I want. I’ll sleep without clothes, I’ll walk around however I like… and if you happen to look at my body, I won’t stop you. After all…I'm your husband.”